Out of everything at TBEX, besides hanging out with my blogger friends and meeting new ones, I was most looking forward to Friday night. I was going to see Heartbeat of Home*, from the makers of Riverdance. I. Was. Excited. You probably wouldn’t guess this about me, but I love the theatre. I love being in…
It’s officially safe to talk about Christmas. It’s December, Black Friday has come and gone – as has some strange new addition we’re calling Cyber Monday. Ugh. Consumerism. In my new job, I had to do a lot of research and writing about Christmas markets in Europe for an airline comparison website – picking the…
I love going out to eat – especially if it involves discovering a new place’s food and by nature, its culture. Being new to the UK means that I don’t entirely know what ‘proper English food’ is and – good as my intentions are – I definitely have no idea where to get it, especially…
Last week, I went to the Scenic Caves Nature Adventures one of my very cool aunts. She was a champion cross-country runner and often the one to take my younger brother and me to Guildwood Park or Morningside Park for ‘runs’ (as much as 5 and 7 year-olds could run) or just to explore the area.…
It wasn’t windy, but it was hot as hell. And I mean hell, because it was about 100º F (38º C) and I was wearing jeans and a long sleeve shirt. The only respite was the rare cloud covering the sun. Years of anticipation and I got to spend an exquisite, mind-blowing hour and nineteen…
This is my photo essay about the 6 days I spent trucking with my father. Until that week, we hadn’t really spoken or spent any time together for about 5 years. In an attempt to hopefully mend things or at least give myself some closure, I contacted him while I was in Martinique. Eventually we…
The moment we met, I knew we would at least be good friends. As I approached you, “Good Feeling” fortuitously played over the radio. Terrible song, but the words were right. I smiled widely. It felt as though a weight was lifted off my shoulders. I was home. I marveled at your style – the…
Monday 15 July 04:30: Three S’s and make tea. 05:15: Leave home to catch 05:55 GO Bus to Aberfoyle 06:45: Arrive at Operating Centre (OC). Do safety check of tractor, get assignment, pick-up trailer. Driver points at blue bottle of Lysol – “Every time you use the bathroom at a truck stop, spray the bottom…
My aunt showed up at my house a little after 3 a.m. I had barely woken up. I was still rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and reminding myself that this is reality. I threw my camera and my miniature red composition book into the black Cambridge batchel knock-off I’d gotten at Primark in…
